Park residents learn quickly that a spontaneous crowd gaping in a single direction over the rim could mean anything from a fellow visitor scrambling for his wind-loosened golf visor to a lucky wildlife sighting. I encountered such a scrum on a recent …
Autumn Arrives at Grand Canyon
On a backpack earlier this week I was reminded why fall is my favorite time to backpack in the Grand Canyon. After weaving through frisky elk on the road to the trailhead ('tis the mating season), my companions and I descended the precipitous South …